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Me And Joonie: A Narrative Fiction
Your smile instantly faded when you heard her scoff at your answer, watching as you rolled her eyes and mumbled the words 'bullshit' under her breath. "Be real, if I wasn't around 24/7 you would've tried to sleep with him."

This was your turn to scoff at what she said, completely bewildered by what she was saying. "You do realise you've only been around here for three or four weeks, right? Me and Joonie have been living together for a while so if anything was going to happen it would of by now."

"Well it will never happen, have you seen yourself? No wonder Namjoon never let anything happen, ugly bitch" she hissed causing you to roll yours eyes. "Just stay away from him."

Just as you were about to say something back, Namjoon entered the
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